Kuch guftagu ka mun ker raha. Parhna likhna, izhar kerna kuch chulkun sa alaam hay. Din bhar bol bol Kay thak jata hay bunda, bus phir tehreer say he dil behlaya jata hay.
Mosam tu barsat ka hay, mulk bhar main baarishu ka sama hay. Kuch logun Kay liye barish pareshan kun bhi hay. Kachay Ghar tapaktay Hain, anghaan pani say bhar jatay. Barsati nalay aur nadiyan seelabi manzar parish ker rahay Hain. Allah kher karay sub loog hifz u amaan main rahain.
Main Iss waqt chai ki chuski Kay saath, Rahat Fateh aur Momina ka Afreen Afreen sun raha aur lutf anduz ho raha. Moseeqi bhi rooh ko taru taza ker deti hay.
Dil mutaradud hay mashriq wustha Kay jungi halat daikh ker. Arab bajaye Palestine Kay liye karay hunay Kay Israel aur Trump Kay isharun pay naach rahay. Sharab aur shabab ki khur mastiyun Kay ilawa in ku kuch Atha jata bhi nahi hay. Afsoos hota hay bus yeh halat e zaar daikh Kay. Yahudiyun nay Jo qatl u gharath Shoro ki hui hay. Halaath tesri Jung e azeem ki taraf jatay huway nazar a rahay Hain.
Yeh saal tu lihaz say budtareen raha hay. Koi shay bhi sahi nahi hui. Jung u judal, mehangayi, zulm u sitam ki duhayi hay.
agar insaan ki zindagi se sirf aik jumla nikaal diya jaye, to shayad aadhe gham khud ba khud khatam ho jayein.
"Log kya kahenge."
Aur doosra...
"Logon ne yeh kaha."
Mujhe lagta hai muashray ko agar kisi bemari ne sab se zyada kamzor kiya hai to woh yehi do jumlay hain. Hairat hoti hai ke jin logon ki rai se hum itna darte hain, un mein se aksar aadhe log hamara naam bhi theek se nahi jaante. Phir bhi un ki soch ka bojh hum apne kandhon par uthaye phirte hain.
Bachpan se humein sikhaya jata hai ke yeh mat karo, log hansenge. Woh mat pehno, log baatein banayenge. Idhar mat jao, udhar mat bolo... aur dheere dheere insaan apni zindagi kam aur logon ki expectations zyada jeene lagta hai.
Maze ki baat yeh hai ke yeh "log" kabhi muttahid nahi hote. Agar aap kam bolo to kehte hain maghroor hai. Zyada bolo to kehte hain bohat bolta hai. Kamyab ho jao to hasad karte hain, nakaam ho jao to mashwaray dene aa jate hain. Matlab un ka kaam kehna hai... aur hamara kaam har baat sunna nahi.
Zindagi us din halki lagne lagti hai jab insaan yeh samajh leta hai ke logon ki yaad-dasht bohat kamzor hoti hai. Aj jis baat par woh guftagu kar rahe hain, kal kisi aur ki baari hogi. Magar hum un ki chand minute ki guftagu ko saalon ki qaid bana lete hain.
Aj aik aur baat dil ko chhoo gayi. Jab insaan kisi cheez ka bohat mohtaj ho jaye, ya kisi khauf ne usay andar tak hila diya ho aur us ki aankhon se aansu nikal aayein, to shayad wohi lamha dua ka sab se sachcha lamha hota hai. Us waqt alfaaz zaban se kam aur dil se zyada nikalte hain. Wahan na dikhawa hota hai, na takalluf. Bas aik bebas banda aur us ka Rab hota hai.
Mujhe hamesha laga hai ke Allah ko khoobsurat jumlon se zyada sachcha dil pasand hai. Kuch log bohat khoobsurat duaein yaad kar lete hain aur kuch sirf itna kehte hain, "Ya Allah... bas tu dekh raha hai."
Shayad kabhi kabhi yehi chand alfaaz poori kitaab se zyada asar rakhte hain. Kyun ke jab dua mein majboori, umeed aur yaqeen aik saath jama ho jayein, to woh sirf dua nahi rehti... woh bande aur us ke Rab ke darmiyan aik aisi guftagu ban jati hai jahan lafzon ki bhi zarurat kam reh jati hai.
Khair... zindagi ka safar bhi ajeeb hai. Kabhi logon ka darr humein jeene nahi deta aur kabhi apni khamosh duaein humein tootne nahi detin. Is liye logon ke faislon se zyada apne Rab ke faislay par yaqeen rakhiye. Logon ki awaaz bohat buland ho sakti hai, lekin Allah ki rehmat us se kahin zyada wasee hoti hai.
Aur aaj ki baat ko Mirza Ghalib ke in alfaaz par khatam karna munasib lagta hai. Shayad unhon ne chand misron mein woh keh diya jo hum poori zindagi samajhne ki koshish karte rehte hain:
"Maut ka ek din muayyan hai,
Neend kyun raat bhar nahi aati.
Aage aati thi haal-e-dil pe hansi,
Ab kisi baat par nahi aati.
Hai kuch aisi hi baat jo chup hoon,
Warna kya baat kar nahi aati."
— Mirza Ghalib
